Tuesday, December 10, 2013

sanity

These days

I look at the scars on my hands
only half remembering the battles.
I stare in the mirror looking at the laughlines
and the little grey hairs that mix in with the brown.
I feel my age
I feel my heart
I feel I should put the pen down..
I am breathing in life
and
breathing out death
Smiling and crying inside at the same time
all the time.


Captain Pirateface


So? What defines sanity?
How often we are real and honest?
Or how often we fake it?

Cried in the shower this morning and couldn't figure out why.
Sane or insane?
Who fucking knows..

Sunday, December 08, 2013

blah

I miss you.. whomever will love me.

Smiling

Smiling

Getting tougher
And I am getting
older
Laugh lines
Frown lines
Thank God tears don't stain
I am a professional
Lover
Liar
Bullshitter
Friend
Mentor
All these on any given day.
Don't let the smile slip.
Close the door before you cry
You big dumb fool
At the end of the day I hold myself close
And repeat...
"It's going to be okay"
And can't tell
am I lying or telling the truth?
 

Tuesday, December 03, 2013


Wolves

My wolves are at me again
Tearing me up
Ripping out my guts
My insides
And people are finally paying for the show.
Bastards.
My blood is black and my heart still beats as it is swallowed whole.
My wolves are choking..
My wolves are still very hungry.
And the next day we repeat the process.
My wolves and I
Eating me up as I watch them eat 
Gladly feeding them forever and ever...

Captain PirateFace